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CONTENTS. 



PAGE 

The Diver . . 1 

The Glove . . . 8 

The Eing of Poly crates 10 

Sir Toggenburg . . 14 

The Cranes of Ibycus 18 

The Trip to the Iron Forge . . . . . .26 

The Contest with the Dragon 36 

The Bond . . . . . . .. . .47 

The Eleusinian Festival . . . . . . .53 

Hero and Leander .62 

Cassandra . . * 73 

The Count of Hapsburg . . . . ... 79 

The Victor's Feast . . 84 

The Alpine Hunter 90 

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SCHILLER'S BALLADS. 



THE DIVER. 

"Who dares, knight or servant, to dive into 
this abyss ? I throw down a golden cup, 
already has the black mouth swallowed it. 
He who can show me the cup again may 5 
keep it, it is his own." 

The king speaks, and from the height of the 
cliff, which reaches out rugged and steep 
into the endless sea, he hurls the cup into 10 
the howling Charybdis. ' 'Who is the cour- 
ageous one, I ask again, to dive down into 
this depth?" 

And the knights and the servants round about 
him hear it and remain silent ; they look 15 
down into the wild sea, but no one desires 
to win the cup. And the king again 
the third time asks: " Is there no one 
who dares to go down ? ' ' 

(1) 



2 SCHILLER S BALLADS. 

But everyone remains silent as before ; and 20 
a page, gentle and bold, steps forth out of 
the trembling body of the servants, and 
throws off his girdle, and his mantle, and 
all the men and women round about look 
in wonder upon the beautiful youth. 



And as he steps to the brink of the rock, and 25 
looks down into the abyss, Charybdis gave 
back, howling, the waters which she had 
swallowed and as with the roaring of dis- 30 
tant thunder they rush foaming forth 
from the dark abyss. 



And it foams and seethes and roars and hisses, 
as when water mingles with fire. Even to 
heaven rises the steaming spray, and flood 35 
presses on flood in endless succession, and 
seems never to wish to exhaust or empty 
itself, as though the sea were about to give 
birth to another sea. 



But finally the wild force calms itself, and 
black in the midst of the white foam there 
gapes a yawning cleft, bottomless, as 40 
though it went to the realm of hell, and 
raging one sees the boiling waves drawn 
down into the whirling funnel. 



THE DIVER. 3 

Now quickly before the surf returns, the youth 
commends himself to God, and — a cry of 45 
horror is heard round about, and already 
the whirlpool has washed him away, and 
mysteriously over the bold swimmer the 
jaw closes itself; he shows himself no 
longer. 

And it becomes silent over the watery abyss, 
only from the depth it roars hollowly, and 50 
trembling one hears from mouth to mouth : 
"Highhearted youth, farewell!" And 
hollower and hollower one hears it howl- 
ing, and yet they wait with fearful, terrible 
waiting. 

And were you to throw the crown itself in 55 
there, and were you to say : Whoever 
brings me the crown, he shall wear it and 
shall be king ! I would have no desire for 
the dear reward. Whatever the howling 
deep down there may conceal, that no liv- 60 
ing happy soul will tell. 

Well many a vessel, seized by the whirlpool, 
shot headlong down into the deep ; but 
only the shattered keel and mast reached 
forth out of the all-consuming grave. — 
And clearer and clearer, like the roar of 65 
a storm, one hears it roaring ever nearer 
and nearer. 



4 SCHILLER'S BALLADS. 

And it foams and seethes and roars and hisses, 
as when water mingles with fire ; even to 
heaven rises the foaming spray, and wave 70 
presses on wave in endless succession, and 
as the roar of distant thunder, it pours 
forth howling out of the dark abyss. 



And see ! out of the dark watery abyss, some- 
thing raises itself white as a swan, and an 75 
arm, and a gleaming neck becomes bare, and 
some one swims with strength and with 
eager diligence ; it is he, and high in his 
left hand he swings the cup with joyous 
beckoning. 



And long he breathed and deep and greeted the 80 
heavenly light. With cries of joy one 
called to the other : ' ' He lives ! he is there ! 
It did not keep him ! Out of the grave, out 
of the whirling cave of waters the brave one 
has saved his soul alive. ' ' 



And he comes ; and the rejoicing throng sum- 85 
mons him ; he sinks at the feet of the king, 
kneeling he offers him the cup ; and the 
king beckons to his lovely daughter ; she fills 
it to the brim with sparkling wine, and the 90 
youth thus addresses the king : 



THE DIVER. 5 

* 4 Long live the king! Let him rejoice who- 
ever breathes under the rosy light ! But 
down there it is terrible, and let not man 
tempt the gods, and let him never, nay 95 
never, desire to see what they graciously 
cover with night and horror. 



' It drew me down with lightning's speed ; then 
from a rocky shaft there rushed against me 
a wild, raging fountain ; the furious power 100 
of the undertow seized me, and like a top 
it drove me about with dizzy turning ; I 
could not resist. 



' Then God, to whom I called, in my greatest, 
most terrible need, showed to me a cliff 105 
reaching out of the deep ; this I quickly 
seized, and escaped death. And there too 
hung the cup on sharp corals, otherwise it 
would have fallen into the bottomless abyss. 



44 For beneath me it lay yet mountain deep in 110 
purple darkness, and although here, as far 
as the fey& was concerned, there was eternal 
sleep, the eye looked down with shuddering, 
as there moved salamanders and cuttlefish 
and dragons in the terrible jaw of hell. 



SCHILLER S BALLADS. 

' Black moved there, in gruesome mixture, 115 
rolled up into horrible balls, the prickly 
roach, the horrible malformed figure of the 
hammerfish, and the terrible shark, the 
hyena of the sea, threatening showed me 120 
his fierce-looking teeth. 

'There I hung and was conscious to myself 
with a shudder, under masks, the only feel- 
ing heart, so far from human help, alone in 
the awful solitude, far beneath the sound of 125 
human speech, by the gruesome creatures of 
the sad desert. 



11 And with a shudder I thought this, and then 
something crept near, moving a hundred 
limbs at once, and was about to snap at 
me ; in the fever of terror I let go the coral 130 
branch that I had seized ; and immediately 
the whirlpool seized me with a mad tumult ; 
but it was my salvation, for it drew me 
upward." 

The king was astonished at this and speaks : 

" The cup is thine, and this ring also I 135 
promise you, adorned with the most costly 
stones, if you will try once more, and will 
bring me news of what you saw on the 
deepest part of the sea bottom." 



THE DIVER. 7 

This the daughter heard with tender feeling, 

and with nattering lips she plead : " Father, 140 
let this be enough of the cruel sport ! He has 
endured for you what no other one endures, 
and if you cannot tame the desires of your 
heart, why then the knights may outdo the 
servant. ' ' * 



Upon this the king quickly seizes the cup, and 145 
hurls it into the whirlpool, saying: "And 
if you bring me back the cup, you shall be 
my noblest knight, and this very day, as a 150 
husband, you shall embrace her who now 
pleads for you with tender pity. ' ' 



Then his soul is seized with a heavenly power, 
and his eyes gleam with a bold light, and 
he sees the beautiful form blush, and grow 
pale, and sink down ; he feels impelled to 155 
gain the costly prize, and plunges down for 
life or death. 



Now one hears the surf, now it returns again, 
the thundering sound announces it ; then 
they bend down with loving look, they come, 160 
the waters all come, they rush up, they 
rush down, but none of them brings the 
youth again. 



SCHILLER S BALLADS. 



THE GLOVE. 

Before his arena, waiting for the games, sat 
king Francis, and round about him the 
great ones of the realm, and in a circle upon 
the high balcony sat the ladies, like a beau- 
tiful wreath. 



And as he beckons with his finger the wide door 
is opened, and in steps a lion with thought- 
ful air, and silently he looks round about 10 
himself, yawning for some time ; he shakes 
his mane, stretches his limbs, and lays him- 15 
self down. 



And the king motions again ; then quickly a 
second door is opened, out of it with a wild 20 
leap runs a tiger. As he sees the lion he 
roars aloud, beats "with his tail a terrible 



THE GLOVE. 



circle, stretches his tongue and shyly he 25 
he circles around, the lion angrily pursuing, 30 
and growling he then stretches himself at 
his side. 



And the king beckons again, then the doubly 
opened cage sends forth two leopards at 35 
once. These pounce with courageous desire 
for contest upon the tiger ; it seizes them 
with its fierce claws, and the lion with a 
roar arises, and then silence ensues ; and 40 
round in a circle the fierce animals, hot with 
murderous desire, stretch themselves. 



Then from the parapet's edge there falls a glove 45 
from a beautiful hand, right between the 
tiger and the lion. 



And with a scorning manner, Miss Cunigund 
turns to knight Delorges : " Sir knight, if 50 



10 schiller's ballads. 

your love is so fiery, as you swear it to me 
every hour, then pick up my glove. ' ' 



And the knight with speedy course stepped 

down into the terrible cage with firm tread 55 
and out of the midst of the terrible creatures 
he takes the glove with bold hand. 



And with astonishment and horror the knights 

and noble ladies see it ; and calmly he brings 60 
back the glove. Then his praise resounds 
. from every lip, but with tender look of 
love — it promises approaching happiness — 
Miss Cunigund receives him. And he 65 
throws the glove into her face: — "Your 
thanks, lady, I desire not ! " and he leaves 
her that selfsame hour. 



THE RING OF POLYCRATES. 

He stood at the edge of his roof ; with well 
pleased heart he looked down upon the over- 
ruled Samos. u All this is subject to me," 
began he to the king of Egypt. ' ' Acknowl- 
edge that I am happy." 



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THE RING OF POLYCRATES. 11 

41 You have experienced the pleasure of the gods ! 
Those who were formerly your equals, them 
the power of your scepter now rules. But 10 A 
one still lives to avenge himself ; my mouth 
cannot pronounce you happy while yet the 
enemy's eye is watching." 



And even before the king had ended, a messenger 
sent from Miletus placed himself before 15 
the tyrant : " Sir, let the fragrance of the 
sacrifice arise, and crown thy festive hair 
with joyous laurel twigs ! 



' Overcome by the spear sank thy foe, thy 20 
faithful general Polydor sends me with the 
joyful tale—' ' and out of a black vessel, to 
the horror of both, he takes forth a well- 
known, still bloody head. 



The king steps back with horror. " But I warn 25 
you against trusting fortune," he exclaims 
with troubled look. "Think, upon faith- 
less waves — how easily can the storm shatter 
it — floats the doubtful fortune of thy 30 
fleet." 



12 schiller's ballads. 

And even before he had spoken the words, the 
rejoicing has interrupted him, resounding 
from the anchorage. Richly laden with 
foreign treasures the fleet, abounding in 35 
masts like a forest, returns homeward to its 
own docks. 



The royal guest is astonished : ' ' Thy fortune 
to-day is well disposed, but fear thou its 
inconstancy. The throngs of Cretans well 40 
trained in arms threaten you with the perils 
of war ; already are they near to this 
.strand. ' ' 



And even before the words had fallen from his 
lips, one sees a throng coming from the 
ships, and a thousand voices cry : ' ; Victory ! 45 
We are freed from the presence of the foe ; 
the storm has destroyed the Cretans, it is 
past, the war is gone ! " 



This the guest friend hears with terror. ' ' Truly 50 
I must esteem thee happy ! but," says he, 
" I tremble for thy welfare. I shudder at the 
envy of the gods. The unmixed joy of life 
was awarded to no earth-born one. 



THE RING OF POLYCRATES. 13 

"I too succeeded in everything, in all my acts of 55 
government the favor of heaven accom- 
panied me ; but I had a dear son; him God 
took from me, I saw him die, I paid my 60 
debt to fortune. 



' Therefore if you would protect yourself from 
misfortune, plead with the invisible ones, 
that they may grant you grief with your 
joy. None yet have I seen ending happily 
upon whom the gods strew their gifts with 65 
hands ever full. 



44 And if the gods do not grant it, take warning 
at the teaching of a friend, and call upon 
misfortune yourself; whatever of all your 70 
treasures may please your heart the most, 
that take and throw into the sea ! ' ' 



And, moved by fear, he speaks : " Of all that 

this island holds, this ring is my greatest 75 
treasure. I will sacrifice it to the Furies ; . 
they may then pardon my good fortune," 
and he throws the treasure into the flood. 



14 SCHILLER'S BALLADS. 

And with the light of the following morning, 

with joyous face a fisherman appears before 80 
the ruler: " Sir, this fish have I caught, 
a better one than has ever before gone into 
my net ; I bring it to you as a present. ' ' 



And when the cook cuts up the fish, he jumps 85 
back with astonishment, and with surprised 
look he cries: "See, Sir, the ring which 
you carried ; I found it in the fish's stomach. 
Ah, thy fortune is boundless ! " 90 



At this the guest turns away in horror : "I cannot 
dwell here longer, you can be my friend no 
more. The gods desire thy destruction ; I 95 
hasten away, so as not to die with you." 
He spoke, and quickly went on board his 
ship. 



SIR TOGGENJBURG. 

1 Knight, true sister's love does this heart give 
to you , ask no other love, for it gives me 
pain. " "In silence can I bear to see you 



SIR TOGGENBURG. 15 

coming, in silence see you going ; the silent 
weeping of your eyes I cannot understand.' ? 



And lie hears it with deep grief, bleeding he 10 
tears himself away, passionately embraces 
her, swings himself upon his horse, sends 
word to all his men in Switzerland ; they 
make a pilgrimage to the Holy Land. Upon 15 
their breasts they wear the cross. 



These perform great deeds with the arm of 
heroes ; the plumes of their helmets wave 
in the throngs of their foes ; and the name 20 
of the Toggenburger frightens the Mussul- 
man ; but the heart cannot recover from its 
grief. 



A year has he borne it, he endures it no longer ; 25 
peace he cannot find and he leaves the army ; 
on Joppa's strand he sees a ship whose 



16 Schiller's ballads. 

sails are swelling ; he boards it, bound for 30 
home to the dear native land where her 
breath gently moves. 



And at the gate of her castle the pilgrim knocks , 

Alas, with harsh words is it opened : " She 35 
whom you seek carries the veil ; yesterday 
was the anniversary of the day that betrothed 40 
her to God." 



Upon this he leaves forever the castle of his 
father, his weapons he sees no more, nor his 
faithful horse ; from Toggenburg he de- 45 
scends, unknown, for a hairy garment covers 
his noble limbs. 



And he builds himself a hut near the place, 50 
where out of the midst of gloomy linden- 
trees the convent appears ; waiting from the 



SIR TOGGENBURG. 17 

morning light to the evening's gleam, with 55 
quiet hopefulness upon his face, he sat 
there alone. 



He looked to the convent over yonder, looked 
for hours to the window of his dear one, 
until the window sounded, until the lovely 60 
one showed herself, until the dear image 
bent down into the valley, softly, mild as an 
angel. 



Then he joyfully laid himself down, went to 65 
sleep comforted, looking forward in quiet 
joy to the coming morn. And thus, he sat - 
there many days, sat there many years, 70 
waiting without pain or complaint, 



Until the window sounded, until the lovely one 

showed herself, until the dear image bent 75 
down into the valley, softly, mild as an 



18 SCHILLER'S BALLADS. 

angel. And thus he sat there one morning 
a corpse and even then the pale face looked 
toward the window. 80 



THE CRANES OF IBYCUS. 

To the contest of chariots and song, which 
joyously unite the Grecian tribes upon the 
Corinthian isthmus, journeyed Ibycus, the 
friend of the gods. To him Apollo gave 
the gift of singing and the sweet voice of 
songs; so with his light rod he journeyed 
out from Rhegium trusting in the god. 



Already from the high mountain crest did Cor- 10 
inth beckon to the eyes of the wanderer, 
and with holy fear he steps into Poseidon's 
pine grove. Nothing moves about him, 
only swarms of cranes accompanying him, 
which, in grayish trains, are journeying to 15 
the warm south. 



i; Be ye greeted, ye friendly swarms ! who were 
my companions at sea ; as a good omen I 



THE CRANES OF IBYCUS. 19 

take you, my lot is like to yours. From 20 
afar do we journey here and plead for a 
hospitable roof — let the guest be favorable 
to us, he who wards off disgrace from the 
stranger ! ' ' 



And with light heart he hurries his steps and 25 
finds himself in the midst of the forest ; then 
suddenly upon the narrow path two mur- 
derers blocked the way. He must prepare 
himself for the fight, but soon his hand 30 
sinks exhausted ; it has bent the tender 
strings of the lyre, but never the might of 
the bow. 



He calls to men, to gods, but his pleading reaches 

no saviour ; as far as he sends his voice 35 
nothing living is seen here. "So I must 
die here deserted, unwept, upon a strange 
land, perish at the hands of wicked fellows, 
where not even an avenger appears for me ! " 40 



And cruelly overpowered he sinks, and then 
the wings of the cranes rustle ; he hears, for 



20 SCHILLER'S BALLADS. 

already he can no longer see, the nearby 
voices terribly cawing. ' l By you, ye cranes 45 
up yonder, be the charge of my murder 
raised, if no other voice speaks ! " He cries 
out thus, and dies. 



The naked body is found, and soon, although 50 
disfigured by wounds, the guest friend in 
Corinth recognizes the face that is precious 
to him. " And must I find thee thus again, 
when I had hoped with the pine-wreath to 
crown the temples of the singer, radiant 55 
with the glow of his fame ! ' ' 



And all the guests hear it with grief, as they are 
gathered at the festival of Poseidon ; grief 
seizes all Greece, every heart feels the loss. 60 
In a tumult the people press to the judge, 
their fury demands vengeance for the manes 
of the slain one, to make amends with the 
slavers' blood. 



But where is the trace which makes known the 65 
evil doer out of the passing throng of people, 



THE CRANES OF IBYCUS. 21 

invited by the splendor of the games ? Are 
they robbers who cowardly slew him ? Did 70 
some hidden envious foe commit the deed ? 
Only Helios is able to tell, he who shines on 
every earthly thing. 



Perhaps even now with bold step he walks 

through the midst of the Greeks, and while 75 
vengeance seeks him, he partakes of the 
fruit of his crime ; at the very thresholds 
of their temples he is perhaps defying the 
gods, he boldly mingles with that wave of 
people which yonder presses to the theatre. 80 



For close-pressed, bench to bench, the supports 
of the staging almost breaking, are sitting 
there waiting the Grecian people, those who 
have come in streams from far and near. 
Suddenly roaring, like the waves of the sea, 85 
crowded with men, the edifice grows in ever 
wider-drawn circles up into the blue heavens. 



Who can count the people, who can tell the 
names of those who have come together 90 



22 schiller's ballads. 

here hospitably ! From Theseus' city, from 
Aulis' strand, from Phocis, from the Spartan 
land, from Asia's far distant coast, from all 
the islands, have they come, and listen from 95 
the staging to the gruesome melody of the 
chorus, 



Which, severe and earnest, in accordance with 
old custom, with slowly measured tread, 
steps forth out of the background, travelling 100 
about the round of the theatre. No earthly 
women stride in such a manner ; these, no 
mortal house brought forth ! The giant 
form of their bodies towers far over that of 
men. 



A black mantle touches the calves ; in fleshless 105 
hands they swing the dark red glowing 
torch, in their cheeks flows no blood, and 
where hair charmingly falls and pleasantly 
waves about human brows, one sees here 110 
shakes, and reptiles, blowing their poison- 
swelled bellies. 



And horridly, turned in a circle, they begin the 

tune of the hymn, which pierces, heart- 115 



THE CRANES OF IBYCUS. 23 

rending, and throws bands about the sinner. 
Conscious-robbing, heart-moving, sounds the 
song of the Furies ; it resounds piercing the 
marrow of the hearer, and does not permit 120 
the sound of the lyre : 



4 * Well to him who free from guilt and error pre- 
serves his soul childishly pure ! To him we 
may not in vengeance draw nigh ; he jour- 
neys freely the road of life. But woe, woe 125 
to him who in secret has accomplished the 
heavy deed of murder ! We fasten our- 
selves to his heels, the terrible race of night. 



1 And if he thinks to escape by fleeing, on wings 1 30 
we are there, throwing the snares about his 
fleeting foot, so that he must fall to the 
ground. And thus we chase him without 
weariness ; no penitence can reconcile us, we 1 35 
chase him on and on to the shades, and even 
there we do not let him free. ' ' 



Thus they dance, singing meanwhile, and silence, 
like the muteness of death, lies heavily over 



24 schiller's ballads. 

the whole house, as if the divinity were 140 
near. And solemnly, according to old cus- 
tom, walking about the round of the theatre, 
with slowly measured tread they disappear 
in the background. 



And doubting, every breast is yet uncertain be- 145 
tween truth and deception, and trembling 
does homage to the terrible power, which 
judging wakes in secret ; which inscrutably, 
unfathomably weaves the dark tangle of 150 
fate, revealing itself to the depth of the 
heart, but fleeing the light of the sun. 



Then of a sudden one hears upon the highest 
steps a voice calling: "See there, see 155 
there, Timothy, the cranes of Ibycus ! " — 
and suddenly the heavens grow dark, and 
over the theatre in a dark flock one sees an 
army of cranes pass by. 160 



: Of Ibycus ! " — The dear name touches every 
heart with new grief, and as in the sea wave 



THE CRANES OF IBYCUS, 25 

after wave, thus it quickly goes from mouth 
to mouth : "Of Ibycus, for whom we are 165 
weeping, who was slain by the hand of a 
murderer ! What is the matter with him ? 
What can he mean ? What is there about 
this flock of cranes ? ' ' 



And ever louder becomes the question, when of 170 
a sudden it flies like a lightning flash through 
every heart : "Notice, that is the power of 
the Furies ! The pious poet is avenged, the 
murderer offers himself — seize him who 175 
spoke the word and him to whom it was ad- 
dressed ! " 



But hardly had the word escaped that one, when 
he would gladly have kept it in his bosom ; 
in vain ! The mouth pale with terror quickly 180 
makes known the one conscious of guilt. 
They seize and drag them before the judge, 
the scene becomes a tribunal, the wicked 
ones confess, conquered by the power of 
vengeance. 



26 Schiller's ballads. 



THE TRIP TO THE IRON FORGE. 

Fridolin was a pious servant and devoted, in the 
fear of the Lord, to his mistress, the countess 
of Savern. She was so mild, she was so good, 
but even the arrogance of her whims he 
would have endeavored to meet with joy, 
for God's sake. 



Early from the day's first gleam, until late 10 
when the vesper bell struck, he lived for her 
alone, and never thought himself to do 
enough. And if the lady said : ' ' Take it 
easy ! ' ' then immediately his eye became 
moist, and he thought he was failing in his 15 
duty, if he could not torture himself in her 
service. 



For this reason the countess raised him above 
the whole throng of servants ; from her 
beautiful lips his praise flowed endlessly. 20 
She treated him not as her servant, for his 
heart gave him the rights of a child. Her 
beautiful eye hung with pleasure on his well- 
formed features. 



THE TRIP TO THE IRON FORGE. 27 

Because of this there burned in the breast of 25 
Robert, the hunter, whose black soul had 
long been swelled with evil joy, poisonous 
wrath ; he stepped to the count, quick to 
the deed, and open to the seducer's advice ; 30 
when one day they were coming home from 
the chase, he scattered into his heart the 
seeds of suspicion : 



1 How fortunate are you, noble count, ' ' he be- 
gan with cunning, ' ' golden sleep is not taken 35 
from you by the poisonous tooth of doubt, 
for you possess a noble wife ; modesty girds 
her chaste body. The tempter will never 
succeed in moving her pious faithfulness. ' ' 40 



Then the count rolls his dark brows: "What 
are you saying to me, fellow ? Shall I build 
on woman's virtue, movable as the wave? 
Readily does the flatterer's mouth move it ; 45 
my faith stands on firmer ground. From 
the wife of the count of Savern, I trust, the 
tempter remains at a distance." 



28 Schiller's ballads. 

The other speaks : "So you think aright, only 50 
a fool deserves your scorn ; he who, although 
but a boon servant, has become so bold as to 
raise the lustfulness of his wishes to the 
woman who commands him " — " What ? " 55 
the other one interrupts him trembling, 
^'jspeak you of one who lives?" 



1 Why certainly, can it be that that which is on 
every lip should escape my master ! But 
then, as you so diligently conceal it, I will 60 
gladly pass it over. " — " Your life is at stake, 
fellow, speak ! " cries the other in a severe 
and terrible manner. " Who raises his eyes 
to Cunigunde?" — "Well, then, I speak of 
the blond one. 



'He is not uncomely in form," he continues, 65 
full of cunning, while the count was turning 
hot and cold at his words. " Is it possible, 
sir ? Have you never seen how he has eyes 70 
for her alone ? How at the table he takes 
no notice of you, but languishes, chained to 
her chair? 



THE TRIP TO THE IRON FORGE. 29 

" See there the poetry which he wrote and he con- 
fesses his passion " — ;t Confesses ! " — " and 75 
in a bold manner asks her to return his love. 
The good countess, kind and mild, probably 
out of compassion has kept it from you ; I 
am sorry now that it slipped me, for, sir, 80 
what have you to do now ? ' ' 



Then, in the fury of his wrath, the count rode 
into the neighboring wood, where in the 
lofty, glowing furnaces his iron ore melted. 
Here early and late the servants with busy 85 
hand feed the fires ; the sparks fly, the 
bellows blow, as though their task were to 
melt the rocks. 



Here one sees the power of water and of fire 90 
united ; mill-wheels, driven by power of the 
water, roll over and over ; the machines 
rattle day and night, the beat of the hammer 
is in rhythm, and malleable under the mighty 95 
blows, the iron itself grows soft. 



30 schiller's ballads. 

And lie beckons to two servants, points them 
out and speaks : " The first one that I send 
hither, who asks you : 4 Have you obeyed 100 
the command of the master ? ' him throw 
into that furnace there for me, so that he 
may be immediately consumed, and my eye 
may see him no more ! ' ' 



At this the inhuman pair rejoice with fierce long- 105 
ing for the execution, for feelingless, like 
iron, was the heart in their breast. And 
more intensely with the blast of the bellows 110 
do they heat the belly of the furnace, and 
with murderous longing they prepare them- 
selves to receive the sacrifice of death. 



Upon this, Robert speaks to the young fellow 

with deceitful words : " Quick, young man, 115 
and do not delay ; the master wishes to see 
you, ' ' he says to Fridolin. l ' You must 
immediately go out to the forge and ask my 
servants there, whether they have done ac- 120 
cording to my words. ' ' 



THE TRIP TO THE IRON FORGE. 31 

And the other speaks : "It shall be done ! ' ' 
and quickly he prepares himself. But sud- 
denly he remains standing in thought: "I 
wonder whether she has anything to ask me 
to do ? " And he comes before the countess : 125 
1 ' They send me out to the forge ; say then, 
can I do aught for you ? for to you belongs 
my service." 



And to this the lady of Savern replies with 130 
gentle voice : " I would be glad to hear the 
Holy Mass, but my son lies sick. Go then 
my child, and in devotion speak a prayer for 
me ; and if you penitently think of your 135 
sins, let me too find grace. ' ' 



And rejoicing in the welcome duty he hastens 
away, but has not yet reached the end of the 
village in quick step, when, clear sounding, 140 
he hears the ringing of the bells from the 
bell-rope which festively invites all sinners, 
highly blessed, to attend the sacrament. 



32 schiller's ballads. 

"Do not evade God, if you find him on the 145 
way ! " — He speaks thus, and steps into the 
house of worship ; no sound is heard yet, 
for it was at harvest time, and in the fields 150 
glowed the healthy bodies of the reapers ; 
no mass-boy well-trained had as yet ap- 
peared to serve at the sacrament. 



Soon he is decided, and he takes the place of the 

sacristan. "That," says he, "is no delay 155 
that speeds one heavenward." Serving, 
he hangs the stola and the cingulum about 
the priest, quickly prepares the vessels 
sanctified to the service of the mass. 160 



And when he had diligently done this, he stepped 
before the priest to the altar as minis trant, 
mass book in hand, and he kneels right and 165 
left, and waits on every beckon, and when 
the words of the " Sanctus " came, he sang 
thrice at the name. 



THE TRIP TO THE IRON FORGE. 33 

Then when the priest piously bowed himself and, 170 
turning to the altar showed the ever-present 
God, in high-raised hand, then the sacristan 
announces it, ringing with a clear bell, and 
every one kneels, and strikes his breast, de- 175 
voutly crossing himself before the Christ. 



Thus does he punctually do everything that is 

customary in the house of God ; he remem- 180 
bers it all, and he does not tire until the 
end, till the priest at the "Dominus Vo- 
biscum " turns himself to the congregation, 
and with a blessing ends the sacred service. 



Then he cleanly sets everything in order again ; 185 
he first purifies the sanctuary and then he 
departs, and hastens, with peaceful con- 
science, on to the neighborhood of the 
forge. While on the way, to complete the 190 
number, he silently repeats the Lord's 
Prayer twelve more times. 



34 schiller's ballads. 

And when he sees the chimney smoking, and 

the servants standing around he cries out : 195 
u Ye servants, have you done as the master 
ordered ? ' ' And leering they grin and point 
to the interior of the furnace : ' ' He is taken 
care of and preserved, the count will praise 200 
his servants." 



With hurried steps he brings back this answer 
to his master. When he sees him coming 
from afar he hardly trusts his eyes: " Un- 205 
lucky one ! whence come you ? " — "From 
the forge." — "Never! then you were be- 
lated in your course?" — " Sir, only long 
enough for me to pray. 



For when I went from your presence to-day, 210 
pardon me, I presented myself first, in ac- 
cordance with my duty, before her to whom 
my service belongs. She, sir, ordered me 
to hear the mass ; gladly did I obey her, 
and I spoke four rosaries for your welfare 215 
and for hers. ' ' 



THE TRIP TO THE IRON FORGE. 35 

At this point the count is greatly astonished, he 
is awe-stricken : ' ' And what answer did 
they give you at the forge ? speak ! " — " Sir, 220 
mysterious was the meaning of their speech ; 
they pointed laughing to the furnace : ' He 
is taken care of and preserved, the count 
will praise his servants. ' ' ' 



'And Robert," the count interrupts him, shiv- 225 
ering with the cold, " did he not meet you ? 
I sent him to the forest." — "Sir, neither 
in the wood nor in the meadow did I find a 230 
trace of Robert. " — " Well, ' ' cries the count, 
and stands bewildered, "God himself in 
heaven has judged ! " 



And kindly, as he had never been accustomed, 

he takes the servant's hand, and, deeply 235 
moved, he brings him to his wife, who 
understood nothing of the matter: "This 
child, no angel is so pure, let him be rec- 
ommended to your kind care ! Wickedly 
as I intended, still with him is God and his 240 
hosts." 



36 Schiller's ballads. 



THE CONTEST WITH THE DRAGON. 

Why do the people run together, what sort of a 
thing is moving along there with a shout 
through the long lanes? Is Rhodes fall- 
ing beneath the fiery flames ? They are 
running together violently, and I perceive a 5 
knight, high on his horse, in the throng of 
men ; and behind him, what a creature ! 
They drag a terrible reptile ; in form it 
seems to be a dragon, with its wide croco- 10 
dile jaw, and everybody in wonder looks 
now at the knight, and then at the dragon. 



And a thousand voices are heard : " This is the 

dragon, come and see it ! the one that has 15 
destroyed our shepherds and flocks ! This 
is the hero who conquered it ! Many others 
went out before him to try the tremendous 
contest, but none of them was seen to return ; 
this courageous knight ought to be hon- 20 
ored ! " And the throng goes to the con- 
vent, where the order of St. John the Bap- 
tist, the Knights Hospitallers, have already 
been quickly assembled for council. 



THE CONTEST WITH THE DRAGON. 37 

And the youth steps before the noble master 25 
with modest step ; the people crowd after 
after him, with wild cries, thronging the 
steps of the balcony. And the youth begins 
and speaks : " I have accomplished the duty 30 
of the knighthood. The dragon, that de- 
vasted the land, lies dead, slain by my hand ; 
free is the way for the wanderer ; let the 
shepherd drive his flocks into the meadows, 
let the pilgrim travel joyfully along the 35 
rocky path to the blessed image." 



But the master looks at him severely and speaks : 
"You have acted like a hero ; courage it is 
that honors the knight, you have proved 40 
your spirit bold. But speak ! What is the 
first duty of the knight who fights for Christ, 
and adorns himself with the symbol ? ' ' 
And all those round about grow pale. But 45 
he with manly self-possession speaks : 
"Obedience is the first duty that makes 
him worthy of his adornment. ' ' 



1 And this duty, my son, you have boldly ig- 50 
nored," replied the master. "The contest 



38 schiller's ballads. 

which the law denied you, with sinful cour- 
age have you dared to fight ! " — " Sir, judge 
when you know all," speaks the other with 
undaunted spirit, "for the meaning and 55 
wish of the law I intended faithfully to 
fulfill. I did not go there thoughtlessly to 
make war on the terrible creature ; with 
cunning and with keen wits, I attempted to 60 
win in the contest. 



* ' Five already of our order, the flower of our 
religion, had become the sacrifice of bold 
courage ; then you forbade the order to 
enter the contest. But at my heart gnawed 65 
dissatisfaction and zeal for the battle, yes, 
even in the dreams of quiet nights I found 
myself panting in the contest ; and when 
the morning dawned and came giving news 70 
of more havoc, then a maddening grief 
seized me, and I boldly determined to try. 



44 And then I said to myself: 'What adorns 

the youth, and honors the man? What 75 
service did the courageous heroes render, 



THE CONTEST WITH THE DRAGON. 39 

whom the songs name over to us, and whom 
blind paganism raised to the splendor and 
fame of the gods? They cleansed the 
world in bold adventures from terrible crea- 80 
tures, met the lion in battle, and fought with 
the minotaur, in order to free the poor vic- 
tims ; nor were they sparing of their blood. 



* ; ' Is only the Saracen worthy that the Christian' s 85 
sword should fight with him? Does the 
Christian fight only with false gods ? He 
is sent to the world as a saviour, and his 
strong arm must free it from every need and 90 
wrong ; but wisdom must guide his courage, 
and cunning must battle with might.' Thus 
spake I oft, and went alone to find the track 
of the beast of prey ; then the Spirit re- 95 
vealed it to me, and in joy I cried out : 1 1 
have found it ! ' 



'And I stepped up to you and spoke these 
words : ' I feel drawn away to my home. ' 
And you, sir, granted my request, and 100 
successfully did I cross the sea. Barely 
had I disembarked on my native strand, 



40 schiller's ballads. 

when, by an artisan's hand, faithful to the 
well- studied outlines, I had an image of a 
dragon made. The weight of the long 105 
body rested on short legs ; a scaly coat of 
mail surrounded the back and protected it 
strongly. 



" The neck reached out far forward, and horri- 110 
bly, like a gate to the inferno, as though it 
were greedily snapping after its prey, the 
wide jaw lay open, and out of the black 
depth the rows of sharp teeth threaten ; the 115 
tongue is like the point of a sword, the 
small eyes spit lightning ; the horrible 
length of the back ends in a serpent, rolls 
itself upon itself terribly, so that it might 120 
entwine itself about a man and his horse. 



' Thus everything do I fashion exactly, and I 
cover it with a loathsome grey ; half worm 
did it seem, half cuttle-fish and dragon, 
begotten in the terrible deep. When 125 
the image was completed, I chose for my- 
self a pair of hounds, powerful, quick, with 



THE CONTEST WITH THE DRAGON. 41 

fleet foot, accustomed to seize the wild ox. 
These I let loose upon the dragon, incite 130 
them wild with fury to seize it with their 
sharp teeth, and I spur them on with my 
voice. 



41 And there where the soft skin of the belly left 
a spot unprotected against the bites, there 135 
I urge them to seize the creature and to 
drive in their sharp teeth. I myself, armed 
with my bow-gun, mount my Arabian horse, 
descended from noble breed ; and, when I 140 
had inflamed its anger, I quickly drove it 
at the dragon and goaded it with my spurs, 
and after aiming, I shoot my weapon as 
though I intended to pierce the figure. 



"And although my horse in terror rears, and 145 
gnashes and foams at the bridle, and my 
dogs whine cowardly, I do not rest until 
they become accustomed. Thus do I prac- 
tise diligently, until the moon had thrice 150 
renewed itself; and when the animals had 
understood everything correctly, I brought 
them here on quick ships. It is now the 
third morning since I succeeded in landing ; 



42 schiller's ballads. 

barely could I allow my limbs to rest, until 155 
I should have undergone the great task. 



4 For recent havoc in the country stirred my 
heart fiercely, for lately some one found the 
shepherds, who had lost their way near 160 
the swamp, all mangled. I quickly decide 
on the deed, taking counsel only from my 
heart. Quickly do I instruct my servants, 
mount my tried horse, and accompanied by 165 
my fearless dogs, I ride against my foe, 
courageously, on secret paths, where there 
was no witness to my deed. 



'You, sir, know the little church which the 170 
bold spirit of the master built high on the 
crest of a rocky mount. Despicable does it 
seem, small and poor, but it encloses a mir- 
acle, the mother with the child Jesus, to 175 
whom the three kings gave presents. On 
thrice thirty steps the pilgrim climbs the 
steep height ; but, when he has reached it, 
though dizzy, yet the nearness of his Sa- 180 
viour refreshes him. 



THE CONTEST WITH THE DRAGON. 43 

"Far into the rock upon which it stands there 
is a blasted grotto, moistened by the dew of 
the neighboring moor, whither the sun does 
not send its light. Here the dragon dwelt ; 185 
and day and night, lay looking for its prey. 
Thus, like the dragon of hell, he kept watch 
at the foot of the house of God ; and if the 
pilgrim came and turned into the lane of 190 
misfortune, the reptile burst forth from his 
lair, and carried him away to be eaten. 



"Then I climbed up the rock before beginning 

the difficult contest. I knelt down before 195. 
the child Christ, and cleansed my soul 
from sin. Finally, in the sanctuary, I 
girded on my polished adorning weapons,, 
armed my right hand with the spear, and 200 
climbed down to the battle. The band of 
servants remains behind ; in parting I give 
orders, and quickly swing myself upon my 
horse, and consign my soul to God. 



"Hardly do I find myself on level ground, when 205 
quickly my dogs begin to bark. My horse 



44 schiller's ballads. 

anxiously begins to pant, and rears and will 
not move ; for nearby, rolled into a ball, lies 210 
the horrible figure of the enemy, sunning 
itself on the warm ground. The quick dogs 
stir him up, but with the speed of arrows 
they turn themselves when it yawns and 
parts its jaws, and sends forth its poisonous 215 
breath, and howls, whining like a jackal. 



""But quickly do I renew their courage; with 
fury do they seize the foe, while I hurl from 
my powerful hand the spear at the animal's 220 
loins. But powerless like a thin rod it re- 
hounds from the scaly armor, and before I 
had renewed my thrust, my horse rears, and 
shies at the horrible look, and at the emis- 225 
sion of its poisonous breath, and with terror 
it springs backward, and now my fate was 
sealed — 



41 Then I quickly swing myself from my horse, 

in haste is the blade of my sword bare ; but 230 
all my blows in vain bore through the rock- 



THE CONTEST WITH THE DRAGON. 45 

like armor. And raging, it has thrown me 
to the ground with the power of its tail ; 
already I see its gaping jaws, and it makes 235 
for me with grim teeth, when my dogs, 
burning with fury, hurl themselves with 
furious bites at its belly, so that it stood 
still, howling, rent by terrible pain. 240 



: And, before it frees itself from their bites, I 
quickly raise myself, perceive the exposed 
part of my foe, and push the steel deep into 
his vitals, sending it in even to the hilt ; 245 
black spurts the jet of blood. It sinks down 
and in its fall it buries me beneath the giant 
form of its body, so that my consciousness 
quickly leaves me. And when I awake, 250 
newly strengthened, I see my servants 
standing round about me, and the dragon 
lying dead in his blood. ' ' 



The pent-up storm of applause now frees the 

heart of every listener, as soon as the knight 255 
has spoken these words ; and ten times 
broken on the vault, the sound of the 
mingled voices rolls along, roaring in an echo. 



46 schiller's ballads. 

Even the sons of the order themselves de- 
mand loudly that the hero' s brow be crowned, 260 
and greatly does the crowd desire to show 
him to the people in a blazing triumph. 
Then the master knits his brow severely and 
orders silence. 



And speaks : c ' The dragon which devasted this 265 
land you slew with courageous hand ; a god 
have you become to the people, a foe you 
have come back to the order, and your heart 
gave birth to a worse worm than this dragon 270 
was. The serpent which poisons the heart, 
which brings forth discord and destruction, 
is the disobedient spirit which boldly re- 
volts against obedience, and tears the sacred 275 
bonds of order ; for it is that which destroys 
the world. 



'The Mameluke, too, shows courage, but the 
Christian's adornment is obedience ; for 
there where the Master in His greatness 280 
walked in the guise of a servant, there upon 
sacred ground the fathers founded this order 
to fulfill the most difficult of duties, to con- 



THE BOND. 47 

quer the will. Empty fame has moved you, 285 
therefore depart from my sight ! For who- 
soever does not carry the Lord's yoke can- 
not adorn himself with the cross. ' ' 



The multitude bursts out in a tumult, a tre- 290 
mendous storm moves the house, and all 
the brothers plead for grace. But the 
youth looks down in silence, without a word 
he lays off the robe, kisses the master's se- 
vere hand, and departs, and he follows him 295 
with his gaze ; then lovingly he calls him 
back, and speaks : u Embrace me, my son ! 
You succeeded in the more difficult contest. 
Take this cross. It is the reward of hu- 300 
mility, which has conquered itself. ' ' 



THE BOND. 

To Dionysus, the tyrant, crept Moeros, with a 
dagger in his garment. But the officers 
put him in bonds. " What were you about 
to do with the dagger, speak ! ' ' the tyrant 
addresses him threateningly.— "Free the 
city from its tyrant!" — "That shall you 
repent upon the cross.' ' 



48 schiller's ballads. 

" I am prepared to die," says he, " and ask not 
for my life. But if you are willing to grant 10 
me a favor, I ask for three days' time, till I 
may see my sister united to her husband ; I 
will leave my friend as pledge : him you 
may slay, if I escape. ' ' 



Then the king smiles with deep cunning and 15 
speaks after a brief thought : "I will grant 
you three days ; but mind you, if the time 
be past, before you are again returned to 
me, then he must die in your place, but 20 
your sentence shall be revoked. ' ' 



Then he approaches his friend : ' ; For my sinful 
attempt, the king commands that I shall 
forfeit my life upon the cross ; but he is 25 
willing to grant me three days' time, until I 
shall have united my sister to her husband ; 
so you remain with the king as a pledge, 
until I come to relieve your bonds. ' ' 



And silently the faithful friend embraces him, 

then delivers himself to the tyrant ; but the 30 
other goes away. And before the sky grew 



THE BOND. 49 

red on the third morning, he has speedily 
united the sister with her husband, and 
hastens home with careworn heart, so as 35 
not to miss by a furlong. 

Then endless rain pours down, and from the 
mountains rush the streams, the brooks and 
streams begin to swell ; and he comes with 
his wanderer's staff to the shore. Then the 40 
whirlpool tears away the bridge, and with a 
roar as of thunder the billows strain the 
cracking bows of the arch. 



Comfortless, he wanders at the edge of the 
shore ; but as far as he can see or look or 
send his calling voice, no boat sets out from 45 
the safe shore to take him over to the wished- 
for land. No boatman directs the ferry, 
and the wild stream becomes a sea. 



Then he sinks to his knees on the shore and 50 
weeps and pleads, his hands raised up to 
Zeus : "0 stop the tumult of the storm ! 
The hours are hastening, the sun stands at 
the zenith, and if it goes down and I cannot 55 
reach the city, my friend must die for me. ' ' 



50 schiller's ballads. 

But the increasing fury of the storm renews 
itself, and wave on wave runs by, and hour 
upon hour flies on. Then terror drives him 60 
forward, he takes courage, plunges into the 
roaring flood, and parts with powerful arms 
the water, and a god takes pity. 



He makes the shore and hastens away thanking 65 
the protecting divinity ; then a robber band 
breaks forth from the night-like darkness 
of the forest, blocking his path, threatening 
murder, and delaying the wanderer's haste 
with menacing clubs. 70 



* ' What would you do ? ' ' he cries, pale with 
terror. 4 ' I have naught but my life, and that 
I must give to the king ! ' ' He tears from 
the nearest his club : ' ; For the sake of my 75 
friend have pity ! ' ' cries he. And three of 
them he lays low, with powerful strokes ; the 
others then give way. 



The sun sends forth its glowing heat. Over- 
come by the endless toil his knees give way. 80 



THE BOND. 51 

" Oh, hast thou graciously saved me from 
the robbers' hand, and from the stream to 
the sacred land, only to perish here, parched 
with thirst, while my loving friend dies ! ' ' 



But hark ! something near at hand murmurs 85 
clear as silver, like rustling zephyrs, and he 
lies still to listen ; and see ! from the rock, 
babbling, quickly there boils forth a living, 
murmuring spring, and gladly he bows him- 90 
self down, and refreshes his burning limbs. 



And the sun looks through the green foliage of 
the boughs and paints upon the gleaming 
meadows giant shadows of the trees. He 95 
sees two wanderers passing along the road, 
but with quick step he is about to pass 
by them, when he hears them speak these 
words : "He is now being nailed to the 
cross. ' ' 



And terror gives wings to his hastening feet, the 100 
tortures of care drive him on. There in the 
beams of the evening sun, from a distance, 
gleam the roofs of Syracuse. Now there 
comes toward him Philostratus, the honor- 
able keeper of the house, and he in terror 105 
recognizes his master : 



52 schiller's ballads. 

" Back ! you can save your friend no longer! 
So save your own life ! Even now he is 
suffering death. From hour to hour he 
waited with hopeful heart for your return. 110 
From him the scorn of the tyrant could not 
take his courageous trust." — 



■ If it is too late, and I cannot appear to him 
as a welcome saviour, let death unite me 115' 
to him. Let not the tyrant pride himself 
in this, that a friend has broken his pledge 
to a friend, but let him slaughter two vic- 
tims and believe in love and faithfulness ! ' ' 



And the sun goes down ; now he stands at the 120 
gate, and sees the cross already raised, and 
the gaping throng around it. Then they 
draw the victim up on the rope ; when 
powerfully parting the dense throng he 
cries : " Slay me, executioners ! Here am I 125* 
for whom he went bond ! " 



And astonishment seized the people round about ; 
both the friends fall into each other's arms, 



THE ELEUSINIAN FESTIVAL. 53 

and weep for pain and joy. There one 130 
sees no tearless eye, and they bring to the 
king the wondrous tale. He is touched with 
pity and quickly has them led before the 
throne. 



He looks at them long in astonishment; then 135 
he speaks : " You have succeeded, you have 
conquered my heart. And faithfulness, 
then, is no empty dream. Take me as your 
companion ! Grant my plea, let me be the 140 
third within your circle. ' ' 



THE ELEUSINIAN FESTIVAL. 

Wind to a wreath the golden ears and weave in 
blue cyanea, too ! Joy shall transfigure 
every eye, for the queen is passing in ; she, 
the conqueror of wild costumes, who settled 
men with men, and who changed the mov- 
able tent into the peaceful fixed abode. 



54 schiller's ballads. 

Shyly in the mountain clefts did the cave-dwellers 10 
hide themselves ; the nomad allowed the 
plains, through which he roamed, to lie 
uncultivated. With the spear, and with the 
bow, the hunter strode through the land ; 
woe to the stranger whom the billows threw 15 
upon this unfortunate coast ! 



And upon her path, seeking the tracks of her 
child, Ceres greeted the abandoned shore. 
Alas ! there no meadow nourished ! No 20 
shelter was granted here, so that she might 
tarry peacefully ; no temple's well-lit pillar 
testified that gods are honored here. 



No fruit of sweet ears invites her to the pure 25 
meal. Only, on horrible altars are bleaching 
human bones. Yes, as far as in her wan- 
derings she went, everywhere she found 30 
misfortune and in her great spirit she be- 
moaned the fall of man. 



THE ELEUSINIAN FESTIVAL. 55 

Do I thus find men again, they to whom we 

have lent our form, whose well-formed 35 
limbs bloom up yonder in Olympus? Did 
we not give to him as his possession the 
divine lap of earth, and does he roam upon 
his royal seat, miserable and homeless ? 40 



Does no god have pity on him ? Does no one out 
of the throng of the blessed raise him with 
powerful arms up out of his deep disgrace ? 
In the royal height of heaven another's 45 
grief moves them not ; but my tortured 
heart feels the fear and woes of men. 



So that man may become man, let him found 50 
an eternal compact, in faith with the sacred 
earth, his maternal ground. Let him honor 
the law of the times, and the sacred course 
of the moon, which moves silently measured 55 
in melodious song. 



56 schiller's ballads. 

And she softly parts the cloud that conceals her 
from their gaze ; suddenly she stands there 
in the midst of the wild men's circle, the 60 
picture of a god. She finds the rude throng 
revelling at the meal of victory and they 
bring to her, as a sacrifice, the blood-filled 
shell. 



But shuddering and with horror she turns away 65 
and speaks : ' ' Bloody tiger meals do not 
moisten the lips of a god. He desires pure 
sacrifices, fruits which autumn gives ; with 70 
pure gifts of the field is the holy one 
honored." 



And she takes the weighty spear out of the 

rude hand of the hunter ; and with the 75 
shaft of the murderous arm she furrows 
the light sand, takes from the tip of her 
wreath a kernel, filled with power, drops it 
into the little furrow, and the germ of the 80 
seed swells. 



THE ELEUSINIAN FESTIVAL. 57 

And soon the ground adorns itself with green 
stalks, and as far as the eye looks, it waves 
like a golden wood. Smiling, she blesses 85 
the earth, twists the band of the first sheaf, 
chooses the fieldstone as a hearth, and then 
the goddess speaks : 



4 ' Father Zeus, thou who dost reign over all the 90 
gods in Olympian heights, let a sign now 
appear to show that this sacrifice is pleasing 
to thee ! And take away the cloud from the 
eye of this people, which, lofty one, 95 
does not yet name thee, so that it may 
know its god ! ' - 



And Zeus upon his lofty seat hears the pleading 
of his sister ; thundering from the blue 
heights he hurls the jagged lightning. 100 
Crackling, something begins to unfold, raises 
itself whirling from the altar, and above it 
floats in lofty circles his quick eagle. 



58 Schiller's ballads. 

And deeply moved, the joyous throng of the 105 
multitude falls at the feet of the goddess, 
and the rude souls melt in the first feeling 
of humanity ; they throw from themselves 
the bloody weapon, open their unlearned 110 
minds and receive from the lips of the queen 
the divine teaching. 



And down from their thrones descend all the 

heavenly ones. Themis herself heads the 115 
line, measures unto each one his rights, 
plants the boundary stone, and invites as 
witnesses the hidden powers of the Styx. 120 



And there comes the god of the forge, the in- 
ventive son of Zeus, the maker of artistic 
vessels, well-versed in metal and clay. He 125 
teaches the art of the tongs, and the blast 
of the forge, and under the beating of his 
hammer is formed the first plough. 



THE ELEUSINIAN FESTIVAL. 59 

And Minerva, towering over all the others with 130 
her weighty spear, lets her mighty voice 
sound forth, and commands the army of the 
gods. Firm walls she wishes to found to 
be a protection for every one, to bind the 135 
scattered world into a peaceful unity. 



And she guides her queenly steps through the 
wide expanse of the field, and in her track 
follows the boundary god. Measuring, she 140 
carries the chain about the green base of the 
hill ; and the bed of the wild stream too 
she encloses in the sacred plot. 



All the Nymphs and Oreads which follow Arte- 145 
mis upon the mountain paths, when she 
swings her hunting spear, they all come, all 
take a hand, cries of joy resound, and at the 150 
blows of their axes the pinewood crouches 
to the ground. 



60 schiller's ballads. 

The rush-crowned god also rises from his green 
wave, rolls the heavy raft to its place, at the 155 
command of the goddess ; and the light-clad 
Hours eagerly fly about to their business and 
neatly do the rude trunks become round 160 
under their hands. 



And one can see the sea god hastening also ; 
quick, with a thrust of his trident he breaks 
out the granite pillars from the skeleton of 
the earth, swings them with powerful hands 165 
on high, like a light ball, and with Hermes, 
the quick one, he builds up the protecting 
wall. 



But from the golden strings the harmony of 170 
Apollo entrances, and the pleasant measure 
of time and the power of melody (fascinate). 
With nine-voiced song the Muses join in ; 
softly, according to the sound of music, stone 175 
fits itself to stone. 



THE ELEUSINIAN FESTIVAL. 61 

On the wide wings of the gates Cybele sits with 

experienced hand, and she fits the restrain- 180 
ing bolts and the firm locks. Soon by the 
quick hands of gods is the wondrous struc- 
ture completed, and already the light walls 
of the temples gleam in festive splendor. 



And with a wreath of myrtle the queen of the 185 
gods draws near. She leads the handsome 
shepherd up to the most beautiful shep- 
herdess. Venus herself, with her charm- 190 
ing boy, adorns the first pair ; all the gods 
bring gifts, and bless the married couple. 



And the new citizens, led in by the happy throng 

of the gods, pass with music through the 195 
peaceful open door ; and Ceres at the altar 
of Zeus attends to the duties of priest, her 
hands folded in blessing ; she speaks to the 200 
surrounding people : 



62 schiller's ballads. 

Liberty does the animal of the desert love, free 
in the ether rules the god; nature's law 
controls the powerful desires of their breasts. 
But man in their midst must rank himself 205 
to men and by his costume alone can he be 
free and powerful. 



Wind to a wreath the golden ears, and weave in 210 
cyanea, too ! Let joy transfigure every eye, 
for the queen is passing in ; she who has 
given us our sweet home, and who settles 
man with man. Let our song be festively 215 
raised for the happiness-bestowing mother 
of the world. 



HERO AND LEANDER. 

See you yonder the castles gray with age, over 
against each other, gleaming in the golden 
sun, there where the Hellespont rolls its 
roaring waves through the high rocky gate- 
way of the Dardanelles ? Do you hear that 



HERO AND LEANDER. 63 

surf roaring as it breaks itself on the rocks ? 

It tore Asia from Europe, but love it does 10 

not terrify. 



The hearts of Hero and Leander did the holy 
godlike power of Cupid touch with the 
arrow of woes. Hero, blooming like Hebe, 
ever roaming through the mountains in the 15 
noisy chase. But the hostile anger of 
the fathers parted the united pair, and the 
sweet fruit of love hung on the precipice of 20 
danger. 



There, in the rock-bound tower of Sestos, which 
the Hellespont, unceasingly foaming, beats 
with its stormy waves, sat the maiden, 
grieving alone, looking over to the coast of 25 
Abydos, where the passionately loved one 
dwells. Alas ! to the distant strand there 
is no bridge, and no vessel pushes from the 
shore ; but love found the way. 30 



64 schiller's ballads. 

On the small earth's path it guides with secure 
thread ; even the foolish one it makes clever ; 
it bends the wild animals to the yoke, it spans 35 
the fire-breathing oxen to the diamond plow, 
even the Styx, which flows with many waters, 
does not shut out the daring one ; with 
power it tears away the loved one from 40 
Pluto's dark abode. 



And through the watery floods, too, it urges on 
the courage of Leander, with the fiery glow 
of longing. When the bright gleam of the 
day fades, the bold swimmer plunges into 45 
the dark flood of the Pontus, parts with 
powerful arm the waters, as he makes for 
the dear shore, where, gleaming on the high 
balcony, the torch's bright flame beckons 50 
him. 



And in the tender arms of love he may grow 
warm again after the difficult passage, and 



HERO AND LEANDER. 65 

may receive the reward of the gods, which, 55 
in blessed embrace, love has saved for him, 
until tarrying, Aurora wakes him out of his 
dreams of bliss and startles him into the cold 
bed of the sea, out of the lap of love. 60 



And thus quickly did thirty suns flit by for the 
happy pair in the stealing of hidden pleas- 
ures, like the sweet enjoyment of the bridal 
night which the gods themselves envy, ever 65 
new and ever verdant. He has never tasted 
of happiness, who does not steal and break 
off the fruit of heaven at the gloomy edge 
of the river of destruction. 70 



Hesper and Aurora, changing places, went up 
and down on the heaven's bow. But the 
happy ones saw not the adorning leaves 
falling and the grim winter drawing nigh, 75 
from the icy halls of the north. Joyfully 
did they see the ever shorter course of the 



66 Schiller's ballads. 

day, and foolishly they offered thanks to 
Zeus for the longer bliss of the nights. 80 



And already did the length of night and day 
equal each other in the heavens, and the 
fair maiden stood waiting on the stony 
ground and saw the horses of the sun racing 85 
down to the edge of the sky. The sea lay 
calm and smooth, like a clear mirror ; no 
wind's soft breathing stirred the crystal 90 
realm. 



Joyfully schools of dolphins frolicked in the 
clear silvery element, and in dark grey 
trains, arising from the sea bottom, came 95 
the many-colored throng of Thetis. They 
alone were witnesses of the hidden love 
alliance ; but Hecate forever closed their 100 
mute mouths. 



And she rejoiced at the beautiful sea, and with 
flattering words she spoke to the element : 



HERO AND LEANDER. 67 

* ' Beautiful god, would you deceive ! Never i 105 
I accuse of lying the trespasser who calls 
you false and untrue. Deceitfulness is the 
generation of men, cruel is the father's 
heart ; but thou art mild and kind, and thee 110 
the pain of love doth move. 



" In the barren rocky walls my lot would be to 
mourn alone deprived of pleasure, and in 
endless grief would have to pass my youth ; 
but you bear upon your back, without boat 115 
or bridge, my friend into my arms. Grue- 
some is thy depth, terrible is the flood of 
thy waves, but love prevails upon thee, and 120 
heroic courage conquers thee. 



" For thee, too, the god of the billows moved 
the mighty bow of Eros, when the flying 
golden ram carried Helle o'er thy depth, 
fleeing with her brother, and blooming 125 
beautifully in the fulness of youth. Quickly, 



68 Schiller's ballads. 

conquered by her charms, didst thou reach 
forth out of the black abyss, didst draw her 
from the ram's back down to the sea bottom. 130 



' Now she lives on forever, a goddess with the 
god, in the deep water-grotto ; helpful to 
persecuted love, she tames thy wild pas- 135 
sions, and guides the sailor to his port. 
Beautiful Helle, lovely goddess, blessed one, 
to thee I plead : bring to-day also my loved 
upon the accustomed track ! " 140 



And already the floods were growing dark, and 
she allowed the glowing torch to wave from . 
the high balcony. A guide in the empty 
realm, the beloved wanderer was to see the 145 
appointed signal. And it moans and whis- 
tles from afar, and darkly does the sea roll 
itself; the light of the stars goes out, and a 150 
storm draws near. 



HERO AND LEANDER. 69 

Upon the broad expanse of the Pontus night lays 
itself, and torrents rush forth out of the 
bosom of the clouds ; lightning flashes in 
the air, and out of their rocky caverns all 155/ 
the storms are turned loose, they burrow 
horrible chasms in the broad water's abyss ; 
yawning like a jaw of hell, the bottom of the 160 
sea opens forth. 



"Woe, woe to me !" cries the wretched one, 
moaning. ' ' Great Zeus, have pity ! Ah, 
what did I dare to ask ! What if the gods 
granted my prayer and he has given himself 165 
a prey to the false seas and to the fury of 
the storm ! All the birds accustomed to the 
sea are going home in speedy flight ; all the 
storm -tested ships conceal themselves in the 170 
safe bay. 



1 Ah, truly the undaunted one undertook that 
which he had so oftened ventured, for him 
a mighty god impelled. He promised it to 



70 SCHILLER'S BALLADS. 

me in parting, by the sacred oaths of love. 175 
Him only death sets free. Alas ! at this 
moment he is battling with the fury of the 
storm, and down into its chasms the angry 180 
flood is dragging him I 



41 False Pontus, thy calm was only the veil of the 
traitor, even as a mirror wast thou ; ma- 
liciously rested thy waves until thou hadst 185 
lured him out into thy false realm of deceit. 
Now in the midst of thy waters, when the 
return is closed, you let loose upon the be- 
trayed one all thy terrors ! " 190 



And the tumult of the storm increases, raised on 
high to mountains swells the sea, the billows 
foam and break at the foot of the cliffs ; even 
the ship with ribs of oak did not draw nigh 195 
unshattered. In the wind the torch, which 
was the guide of the path, goes out ; terrible 



HERO AND LEANDER. 71 

things the water presents, frightful things 200 
the landing, too. 



And she pleads to Aphrodite to command the 
storm, to soften the wrath of the waves, and 
she vows to offer up rich gifts to the seven 205 
winds, a steer with golden horns. All the 
goddesses of the depth, all the gods above 
does she implore to pour soothing oil upon 210 
the storm -tossed sea. 



4 ' Hear my cry resounding ; arise from thy green 
halls, blessed Lenkothea ! Thou whom 
the sailor in the dreary waters so oft has 215 
seen appearing as his saviour. Give to him 
thy sacred veil, which, mysteriously woven, 
inevitably brings forth out of the grave of 
the floods those that carry it ! " 220 



And the wild winds grow silent. Brightly at the 



72 schiller's ballads. 

edge of heaven Eos' horses mount on high. 
Peacefully in the old bed flows the sea, 
smooth as a mirror, both air and sea smile 225 
pleasantly. More softly break the waves on 
the roek-bound shore ; and gently playing, 
they wash up a corpse upon the strand. 230 



Yes, it is he, who, though dead, does not fail 
his sacred oath ! With a quick glan ce she 
recognizes him. No cry does she give forth, 
no tear is seen to fall ; cold, in despair, she 235 
stares into the depth. Comfortless, she looks 
into the dreary deep, into the ether's light, 
and a noble fire reddens the pale face. 240 



recognize you, cruel powers ! Severely do 
you exercise your rights, terribly, unrelent- 
ingly. Early is my course decided : but I 245 
have tasted happiness, and the most beauti- 
ful lot was mine. In life I consecrated my- 



CASSANDRA. 73 

self a priestess to thy temple ; I die a will- 
ing sacrifice to thee, Venus, thou great 250 
queen ! ' ' 



And with fluttering garment she swings herself 
from the tower's edge down into the sea. 
High upon his billows the god rolls the 255 
sacred bodies, he himself their grave. And 
satisfied with his plunder, he joyfully passes 
on, and pours forth from the inexhausti- 260 
ble urn his ever-flowing flood. 



CASSANDEA. 



Joy was there in Trojan halls before the lofty 
fortress fell ; hymns of joy might be heard 
resounding together with the golden harp- 
strings ; every hand is resting now, tired of 
the distressful contest, because the noble 
Peleus is wooing the beautiful daughter of 
Priam. 



74 schiller's ballads. 

Festively adorned with laurel branches, throng 10 
upon throng is going to the houses of the 
gods, to the Thymbrian's altar. Gloomily 
roaming through the streets the revelling 
joy rolls onward, and left to her woe there 15 
was but one sad heart. 



Unhappy in the fulness of joy, without a com- 
panion, and alone, Cassandra walked 
silently in Apollo's laurel grove. To the 20 
deepest depths of the wood fled the proph- 
etess and in wrath she threw the fillets of 
priesthood to the ground : 



1 Everybody is joyful, all hearts are happy, the 25 
old parents are hopeful, and my sister stands 
adorned. I alone must grieve in solitude, 
pleasant conceit flees far from me and on 30 
wings I see destruction approaching these 
walls. 



CASSANDRA. 75 

see a torch glowing, but not in Hymen's 
hand ; I see it rising to the clouds, but not 35 
like a sacrificial fire. Festivals I see pre- 
pared with joy, but with my spirit of fore- 
boding I already hear the striding of the 40 
god who shatters them destructively. 



And they reprove my lamentation, scorn my 
grief. Alone must I carry my tortured 
heart into the wilderness, shunned by the 45 
happy, to festive ones a scorn ! Grievous 
things hast thou allotted me, Pythian, 
thou terrible god ! 



5 Why didst thou throw me here into the city 50 
of the everlasting blind, to announce thy 
oracles ; me, with my opened senses ? Why 
didst thou give me to see that which I still 
cannot avoid? That which is fated must 55 
happen, that which I feared must draw nigh. 



76 schiller's ballads. 

4 'Is it proper to raise the veil when the coming 
terror threatens ? Only error is life, knowl- 60 
edge is death. Take, take this unfortu- 
nate sight, this bloody glimmer from my 
eyes ! It is a terrible thing to be the 
mortal vessel of thy truth. 



Give me again my blindness, my dark, yet 65 
happy mind ! Never have I sung joyful 
songs since I became thy voice. Futurity 
hast thou given me, but at the same moment 70 
thou didst take away the happy life I then 
possessed — take back thy false gift ! 



'Never with the bridal adornments will I crown 
my fragrant hair, since I consecrated myself 75 
to thy service at the dismal altar. My youth 
was only tears, and grief alone I knew, every 
harsh action of my friends wounded my 80 
tender heart. 



CASSANDRA. 77 

" I see my joyful companions, every one about 
me lives and moves in the joyous feelings of 
youth ; my heart alone is sad. Spring comes 85 
and festively adorns the earth in vain for 
me; who could rejoice in life that looks 
down into those depths ! 



1 Happy do I prize Polyxenus in the intoxicated 90 
madness of her heart, for the best one of 
the Greeks, as bride, she hopes to embrace. 
Proudly is her breast raised, with difficulty 
does she contain her joy ; not even you up 95 
yonder, ye celestials, does she envy in her 
dream. 



" I too have seen him whom her heart desires 
and chooses ! His beautiful countenance 
pleads, inspired by the glow of love. 100 
Gladly would I with my husband go into 
the homelike dwelling ; but a Stygian shade 
steps nightly 'twixt him and me. 



78 schiller's ballads. 

11 All her pale masks doth Proserpina send me ; 105 
wherever I journey, wherever I go, the 
spirits stand before me. In the joyful play 
of yeoith they present themselves appallingly, 110 
a terrible throng ! Never more can I be 
happy. 



11 And I see the murderous steel glisten and the 
eye of the murderer gleaming ; neither to 115 
the right, nor to the left, can I escape the 
terror ; I dare not turn my eyes, knowing, 
looking, unmoved must I accomplish my 
fate, falling in a foreign land." 120 



And yet her words are sounding — Hark ! there 
comes a confused sound from the gates of 
the temple far away : dead lay the great son 
of Thetis ! Eris shakes her serpents, all the 125 
gods flee away, and the clouds of thunder 
hang heavy over Ilium. 



THE COUNT OF HAPSBURG. 79 

THE COUNT OF HAPSBURG. 

At Aachen, in his imperial glory, sat the holy 
power of king Rudolf in the ancient hall at 
the festive coronation banquet. The execu- 5 
tive count of the Rhine carried the viands ; 
the Bohemian poured the sparkling wine, 
and all the seven electors, just as the multi- 
tude of stars places itself about the sun, 
busily stood about the ruler of the world, to 10 
execute the duties of their position . 



And all around, the people in joyous throng filled 
the lofty balcony ; loudly mingled with the 
trumpets, sound the rejoicing cries of the 
multitude ; for the terrible time, without an 15 
emperor, after a long and destructive contest 
had ended, and again there was a judge upon 
earth. No longer did the iron spear rule 
blindly, no longer did the weak and peace- 
ful one fear to become the prey of the 20 
mighty. 



And the emperor seized the golden cup and 
speaks with peaceful countenance : l ' Truly 
the feast glitters, and the banquet is great, 



80 schiller's ballads. 

all to thrill my royal heart ; but I miss the 25 
singer, the messenger of joy, who may, 
with his sweet sound, move my breast, and 
also with divinely noble teaching. Thus 
what I have done from youth on, and what 
as knight I used to do, I shall not deprive 30 
myself of, as king. ' ' 

And see ! into the surrounding circle of the 
princes steps the singer in his long mantle ; 
his locks shone white as silver, bleached by 
fulness of years. " Sweet melody sleeps in 35 
the golden strings, the minstrel sings of the 
rewards of love, he praises the highest and 
best, whatever the heart itself wishes for, 
or the mind may desire ; but tell me, what 
is worthy of the emperor at his most beau- 40 
tiful feast?" 



shall not command the minstrel," replies 
the ruler with smiling lip; "he stands in 
the service of a greater master, he obeys 
the commanding hour. Just as in the air 45 
the storm-wind whistles, one knows not 
whence it comes and rushes ; just as the 
fountain from hidden depths, thus sounds 
the minstrel's song, forth from his inmost 
self, and awakens the power of hidden feel- 
ings, which mysteriously slept in the 50 
bosom." 



THE COUNT OF HAPSBURG. 81 

And the bard quickly begins to play and touches 
his chords with might : "To the hunt rode 
a noble hero, in search of the fleeting 
chamois. A servant followed him with the 55 
hunter's bow, and when upon his stately 
horse he comes to a glen, he hears a bell 
sounding in the distance ; a priest it was 
with an image of the Master ; in advance 60 
steps the mass-boy. 



"And the count bows himself to the ground, his 
head bared in humility, to adore with a 
believing, Christian mind, what redeems all 
men. But a little brook rustled through 65 
the field, swelled by the rushing torrents of 
the Giesbach, and this delayed the wan- 
derer's steps ; he lays aside the sacrament, 
quickly from his feet does he draw his 
shoes, so as to wade through the creek. 70 



1 what are you doing ? ' the count addresses 
him, looking at him in astonishment. ' Sir, 
I am going to a dying man, who is longing 
for heaven's food ; and as I was nearing the 75 



82 schiller's ballads. 

bridge across the brook, the roaring G-ies- 
bach tore it away in its whirling waves. 
And so, in order that the fainting one may- 
be saved, I am now about to wade through 80 
the water with naked feet. ' 



' Then the count places him upon his knightly 
steed and passes him the beautiful reins, 
so that he might refresh the sick one who 
desired him, and might not delay in his 
holy duty. Arid he himself upon the ani- 85 
mal of his servant continues the hunt ; the 
other one completes his journey, and on 
the following morning with grateful look 
he brings back the count's horse, meekly 90 
leading it by the reins. 



4 " God forbid,' cried the count humbly, ' that I 
should henceforth bestride, for chase or war, 
the horse that has carried my Maker ! If 95 
you do not wish it for your own use, let it be 
consecrated to the divine service ! For I 
have given it to him from whom I carry, as 
an earthly honor, temporal goods, life and 
blood, and soul and breath and spirit. ' 100 



THE COUNT OF HAPSBURG. 83 

*' ' Then may God, the almighty protector, he 
who listens to the pleading of weak ones, 
bring you to honor both now and hereafter, 
even as you just now honored him. You 105 
are a mighty count, known by your knightly 
behavior in Switzerland ; you have six 
youthful daughters ; may they,' cried he, 
with inspiration, 'bring you six crowns 
to your home, and may the latest genera- 1 10 
tions be bright ! ' " 



And the emperor sat there with thoughtful mien, 
as though he were thinking of bygone 
days ; now that he looks into the minstrel's 
eye, the meaning of his words seizes him. 
Quickly does he recognize the features of the 115 
priest and he conceals the rushing fountain 
of tears in the purple folds of his mantle. 
Every one looks at the emperor and recog- 
nizes the count, who had done it, and ever 
after they adored the divine government. 120 



84 schiller's ballads. 



THE VICTOK'S FEAST. 



Priam's fortress had fallen, Troy lay in ruins, 
and ashes, and the Greeks, intoxicated with 
victory, richly laden with booty, sat upon 5 
the high ships along the coast of the Hel- 
lespont, occupied with the joyful journey to 
beautiful Greece. Begin the sweet songs ! 
for to the pastoral hearth have the ships 10 
returned and again are they journeying 
homeward. 



And in long rows, the throng of Trojan women 

sat wailing, beating their breasts in grief, 15 
pale, with disheveled hair. Into the wild 
feast of joy they mingled the song of woe, 
weeping for their own sorrows in the de- 20 
struction of the realm. Far away, their 
much loved land ! ' l Far from our sweet 
home we follow our foreign masters. Alas ! 
how fortunate are the dead ! " 



the victor's feast. 85 

And now Calchas is lighting the sacrifice to the 25 
high gods ; he calls upon Pallas, who founds 
cities, and again destroys them, and Nep- 
tune, who puts his belt of waves about the 30 
lands, and Zeus, the sender of terror, who 
swings his aegis, inspiring great fear. 
Overcome, completed in the long, severe con- 
test, completed in the circle of time, the great 35 
city is conquered. 



The son of Atreus, prince of the throngs, looked 
over the number of the people who had 
come with him into the valley of the 40 
Scamander. And the dark cloud of care 
surrounded the king's countenance ; but few 
of the people whom he brought hither 
did he bring back. Therefore let him raise 45 
the joyful song who sees his home again, 
and in whom life is still blooming freshly 
onward ! for not all return again. 



1 Not all those who come back again can rejoice 50 
at the return home ; at the altars of one's 



86 schiller's ballads. 

dwelling, murder can be planned. Many a 
one has fallen through the malice of a friend, 
when the bloody battle missed him ! ' ' said 55 
Ulysses, with a look of warning, inspired by 
the spirit of Athene. Happy he for whom 
the faith of his wife preserves the home, pure 
and chaste ! For woman is of a false breed, 
and the cunning one loves the new. 60 



And Atrides rejoices in his newly won wife, and 
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charming person in his arms. Evil works 65 
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ruler on the lofty throne of heaven ! Without 



the victor's feast. 87 

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of life !" 



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arm brought rescue ; but the clever, artful 
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fell by his own might. Alas ! wrath de- 
stroys the best ones. 



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I praise thine. Of all the goods of life yet 
the best is fame ; when the body has fallen 



88 schiller's ballads. 

into the dust, the great name still lives. 
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immortal in song ; for mortal life departs, 
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THE victor's feast. 89 

for the wounded heart. Drink the draught 
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90 schiller's ballads. 

rider, and about ships, cares are floating. 
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heights!" 



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bells in the joyful song of the wood. 10 
" Mother, mother, let me go, to roam on the 
mountain heights ! " 



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invites you ; it is wild out on the deserted 15 
heights! "Let them, let the flowers 
bloom ! Mother, mother, let me go. ' ' 



THE ALPINE HUNTER. 91 

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deadly bow. 



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nearness of the foe. 



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rocky cleft steps forth the spirit of the old 
man of the mountain. 






92 schiller's ballads. 

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woe even up to me ? ? ' cries he ; " room for 
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